Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds’ eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty six letters and a handful of punctuation marks.
Or they are words on the air, composed of sounds and ideas – abstract, invisible, gone once they’ve been spoken – and what could be more frail than that?
But, some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created.
~ Neil Gaiman
Stories are at the same time both incredibly fragile and incredibly powerful. Like love.
But just because they are fragile doesn’t mean we should break them.
And just because they are powerful doesn’t mean we should be frightened by them.
Our individual stories may be insignificant in terms of the scale of the universe but this doesn’t mean they aren’t important.
They are the DNA of culture, they are the essence of learning and for many, the meaning of life.
Seek to tell stories that have a lasting impression. Stories that, like the wind, carry change across the mountains and plains and deposit it into the seas and lakes. Seek to tell stories that encompass the absolute fragility and absolute power of human life at the same time.
Stories that speak like a butterfly lives.